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Her orgasm broke over her out of nowhere. One moment she was on the raggedy edge the next she was flying apart. Mercury ground their hips together while Lo’s touch drew her pleasure out as long as possible. When her body went limp, he wrapped himself more firmly around her and lifted her off of Mercury’s still hard cock. He edged back and settled her on his thighs. Somehow he rearranged things until they were between Mercury’s spread thighs.
She might have protested the idea of leaving Mercury unfulfilled if her arms and legs weren’t limp as noodles. For a moment she let Lo’s strength support her, but Mercury still lay beneath them, lungs working like bellows, cock looking painfully hard. That didn’t seem right. No, not right at all, but Mercury didn’t seem worried or in a hurry. He looked pretty damn pleased with himself as he watched her, limp in Lo’s arms, Lo licking along her shoulder.
Licking? Yes, he was definitely licking.
About the time control of her limbs seem to be returning, Lo urged her to lean over Mercury, her lips brushing against the damp tip of his engorged cock.
Lo said, “Take him in your mouth.”
She blinked, uncertain. She wouldn’t want to place any bets on her chances of getting him very far past her lips, but Lo added, “No one’s ever done that for him.” She knew then that she’d give it her best try.
The suggestion prompted another groan from Mercury. It hadn’t left her unaffected, either. She steadied herself with one hand near his hip. Wrapped her other hand around the base of him, she licked up the length. She laved her tongue around the crown and looked up to see him watching her with rapt attention. Her pussy clenched in response as if she hadn’t already had her pleasure.
His hands gripped the blankets under him as if he might be fighting the urge to fist his hands in her hair and she wished he wouldn’t hold back. Or maybe he knew Lo would take care of it for them all. His hands were suddenly there, tight in her hair guiding her to take Mercury inside. His other arm still wrapped around her waist, keeping her ass snugged back against him. The hard length of Lo’s cock slipped between her thighs and pressed to her entrance.
He let her work Mercury into her mouth to a point she could handle, then he slid his cock into her channel in one luxurious thrust. He managed to wrap all of her hair in one hand and trailed the other down her spine. For the first time, his claws brushed her skin, just enough to send prickles spiraling out across her back and tracing along her rib cage. Each thrust of his cock filling her up demanded she take Mercury deeper in her mouth until the velvet swell of the tip worked against the soft, sensitive palate at the back of her throat. She fought her gag reflex. She didn’t want to stop.
What they were doing had all three of them desperate for release.
It didn’t take long.
Lo shifted his hands to her hips just as Mercury howled and filled her mouth. Lo changed the angle of his thrusts, pushing her off the edge to follow Mercury—her second orgasm a warm wave rolling through her. As her pussy clenched around Lo’s cock, he groaned, a throaty sound of satisfaction. Howling in perfect harmony with Mercury, he pulled out of her then coated her thigh with the sticky evidence of his pleasure.
Together they collapsed on the bed in a pile of tangled limbs. It took a while for Samantha’s pulse to slow. Her mind was blank as if all the other parts of her body had taken all the oxygen and left her brainless—and for the moment, that was fine. On a purely instinctual level she knew she was safe. Someone passed her water and she drank. The lamps flickered off and she was wrapped up by two strong bodies. Nothing in her life had ever been so right. A tiny voice in the back of her mind whispered that it wouldn’t last. That it wasn’t real. But the voice was small and far away—a small stone beneath the overstuffed mattress, easily ignored.
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Samantha jolted awake as Lo launched out of her arms and Mercury pushed her behind him. Lo took the man at the door to the ground. Carn had joined them to sleep sometime in the night. He leaped over Lo to dart into the main room.
Samantha peeked around Mercury to see Lo snarling and snapping at a man in the drab gray of independent spacers and wearing freighter boots with silver toned straps—Knock.
“Wait!” Samantha tugged at Mercury’s shoulder. He snarled in response. She wrapped one of the blankets around her body and struggled to get to her feet. She tripped over a pair of trousers that had been thrown off last night. One of the guys’, not hers, unfortunately. Mercury caught her.
The volume of Lo’s snarling dimmed. Knock had finally smartened up, freezing stiff.
Samantha resisted Mercury’s efforts to again push her behind him. “I know him,” she explained. “He’s not a threat.”
Mercury released her and made a barking sound she hadn’t heard him make before. Lo responded, easing back then off his chosen prey.
“Uh, can I move now?” Knock, with his familiar spiked white hair and narrow features, spoke without moving an extra muscle.
“Sammie!” She recognized the desperate shriek as a stressed version of Mikal’s voice. He’d apparently waited in the next room.
“Oh dear.” Moira’s voice trailed in. She appeared in the doorway her eyes wide. “I’ll, ah, put out some food, but you should tell Carn to let Mikal go. I’ve never seen him so pale.”
Mercury let out another bark and an answering bay came from the other room. Her mother disappeared as quickly as she’d appeared.
Knock sat up but stayed on the floor. “I can see now why I wasn’t man enough for you, Sammie. Three men? I’m sure one of the guys would’ve been willing for a threesome but I can’t say I’d be willing to go farther than that.”
Lo launched himself at him again.
“Knock, you idiot.” Samantha scrambled over the pile of bedding to put a fist in Lo’s hair. She pulled his head back. Red fire danced in his eyes. “He’s not a threat and you’re not going to kill him for being an ass.”
